The day I Boarded Down an Active Volcano

The day I Boarded Down an Active Volcano

Ending the day with volcanic ash in your bra doesn't exactly seem like the perfect way to spend a holiday. But for me, it was an awesome reminder of the day I spent #boarding down the #active Cerro Negro volcano in #Nicaragua. To even get to the boarding part, we had to make it through the #hike to the top.


As I looked over the edge of the steep, dark volcano-side, I thought to myself; “Puh-leeze, what’s with all the whining and crying? This is going to be AWESOME!" 

It was not until I was 20 metres down the slope, racing 45 km/h on a little piece of wood that I realized, this was probably not so well-considered after all.

Let’s take it from the beginning...

Marching to the Volcano top

It was yet another sizzling hot day in León, Nicaragua (40°C) when we hiked to the summit of Cerro Negro. This volcano is the youngest in all of Central America at only 163 years old. With a height of 728 metres, it took us 45 minutes to climb it with a few breaks included.

Start of our journey
Climbing the volcano
Small lizard 
This volcano is the youngest in all of Central America at only 163 years old


Almost there
Almost there
Volcano's top
A great experience!

You Cannot Fall off. No Worry, Miss

When we finally got to the drop zone, our guide instructed us to put a foot down to go slower and to lean back if we wanted to speed up. And falling off? Hah, not a chance! Or so he claimed.

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Volcano Boarding Cerro Negro

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 Cerro Negro Volcano, Leon, Nicaragua
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Before takeoff, we were given some fancy overalls, goggles and gloves to protect the clothes and skin. The fact that one of our suits missed a zip and both goggles were broken, seemed like a minor issue at the time.

Amazing view!
Other adventure-seekers
Other adventure-seekers
Going down!
1,2,3...slide!
1,2,3...slide!
The fact that one of our suits missed a zip and both goggles were broken, seemed like a minor issue at the time
Cerro Negro, Leon 
Cerro Negro, Leon 
My turn
My turn
Sliding down
Sliding down

So I sat on my board, grabbed the rope in front, and off I went! Building speed rather quickly, I was soon blindsided by dust and sharp rocks, and all I could feel was the panic rapidly building up inside me. The board was hard to control and the faster I went, the more volcanic gravel was kicked into my face.

My cocky arrogance had fled the scene. Heart pounded so loud that I couldn’t hear my own thoughts, and finally I did the only rational thing possible; leaned way back to gain balance and slow down. But oh, what a bad idea! Not only was it the other way around, but it resulted in the board going sideways on me. Two feet down, both elbows deep in the burning hot gravel and a serious squealing moment later, I fell off and finally got the unstable board to stop. No tears involved.

With Dust in Unspeakable Places

Safely back at the base and without any battle wounds to show, I realized that I had dust and pebbles über alles! In my mouth, ears, nose, socks and in places I won’t even begin to mention here.

Yep. It was everywhere.
Dust and Pebbles
Dust and Pebbles
Everywhere!

As I rinsed my mouth of the last bad tasting gravel, I found volcanic ash and small stones in my bra. 

Yes, it was gross, but also kinda awesome. 

I mean, volcanic ash in your bra – how often do you get to say that?!

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